MONA LISA WARP
(on the enlargement of Europe, and the world at war)

Once, I wrote about history
but,
as it happens
everyday
my life long list to do thus far
is interrupted...

(thud, dull thud)

While waiting,
I take my new photo ID
idly drawing
a moustache above the smile,
marvelling at
the impressive fingerprints
allowing me to travel

(thud, dull thud)

and so, so far, so what?
like a ghost,
or more
like conflict displaced
In that disfigured image
I am much further away
than I appear.
I'm standing
on an island
drifting,
an illusion in the sea,
a mirage in the desert
suddenly remembering...

(thud, dull thud)

Recently, as a guest at tea,
my conversation
was outsourced
to
those
nearer hunger
and less expensive.

Their censored chat
battled with my drawn on smile
though all was soon redundant,
discussion was relocated
to even further hells.

(thud, dull thud)

Even so I suggested,
when history -like lightning- strikes
precision guided
once or twice
the satellite pictures
of such events
are much closer than they appear.

Enlarged
like tiny dots embossed
like tiny dots of us
that speak of war
and somehow,
as we talk
of future histories
we think somehow
that we cannot.

(thud, dull thud)

As it turns out,
above the white flags waving
a history has been parachuted
across the borders here,
innocent targets
-like balloons-
blown up large
for all to see.

It seems,
the peaceful arms
which hold their banners high
though soaked to silence,
will not rest.

Compelled,
like history-in-waiting

(thud, dull thud)

to carefully
write it down.

1/5/04 m.d.

---> and then...
> anticipation beyond
> contours of two zu sagen
> fait sourire le monde
> theme
> je grimpe- but far enough
> blast it
> transported faculties ronds d'eau
> physical- psychic borders
> open directions to define
> prospect... By it/ pour moi
> act
> vision
> invention
> tours de coté joints dans le texte
> une sorte de rêve ciao - tamara -

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